A Woman on the Verge

Kicking myself I've got a way to ignore it
The ten foot wave I know its coming
Sometimes its honestly just so boring
How predictable girl in her twenties she's depressed?

A woman on the verge of a break or a happy dance
What's the difference anyways
Doesn't really matter
Guess I'll walk it all off or just sit on the couch
You can be sad and still touch yourself

Sometimes it feels so good
Sometimes it feels so small
Sometimes it feels so good
Sometimes I feel nothing at all

Its embarrassing to say
So I don't say it all
I put on a pleasant face I take everybody's calls
And I swallow up the words that ask for a little more
I cover up the facts with a little metaphor

If you press your whole tongue against the roof of your mouth
They say that you will not cry and the brain freeze melt
I tried a couple a times
But then I got too aware
Of my tongue in my mouth and I just got scared

Sometimes it feels so good
Sometimes it feels so small
Sometimes it feels so good
Sometimes I feel nothing at all



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